Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

Your love is like seesaw, yeah Your love is like seesaw, baby Your love is like seesaw Sometimes you love me like a good woman oughta Sometimes you hurt me so bad, my tears run like water Sometimes you get me out, yeah, right before your friends now Then

I'm goin' get up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin', girlfriend, can get my room I'm gon' write a letter, telephone every town I know I don't want no woman, wants every downtown man she meet I believe,

Everybody knows I'm here Well, you know I'm the hoochie-coochie man Everybody knows I'm here Don't you know I'm here The gypsy woman told my mother Before I was born I got a boy-child's comin' He's gonna be a son-of-a-gun He's gonna make pretty women's

And if I was a bettin' woman I'd lay my money down I'd bet he spends more time in them woods Than he spends in this house I got myself a problem I can't figure no way out It's like I'm married to a shotgun carryin', tobacco chewin', No good blue tick

This good hearted woman in love with her good timin' man She's a good hearted woman in love with a good timin' man And she loves him in spite of his ways that she don't understand And through teardrops and laughter they'll pass through this world hand in

I'm goin' get up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin', girlfriend, can get my room I'm gon' write a letter, telephone every town I know I don't want no woman, wants every downtown man she meet I believe,

Don't you know I'm only human? And if I let you down, I don't mean to All I need's a place to land I don't need a Superman to win my lovin' 'Cause, baby, I ain't Wonder Woman I don't know how to lasso the love out of you I like where this is going, you

I'm wounded by dust Where I've been lately is no concern of yours Who's been touching my skin Who have I been letting Shy and tired-eyed am I today When the bell toll, when the bell gon' chime You better call for your woman up high And when the bell

Just because I'm a woman My mistakes are no worse than yours Yes, I've made my mistakes But listen and understand I can see you're disappointed By the way you look at me And I'm sorry that I'm not The woman you thought I'd be So when you look at me